"What are you laughing at?" Qin Hao asked with a cold expression.
"I'm about to be killed by you, and I can't even laugh a little," Dai Meijun rolled her eyes at Qin Hao. At this moment, she seemed calm and free of hostility.
Qin Hao sneered and said, "Do you really think I couldn't tell? You're just an incarnation. Even if I kill you, it won't affect you at all."
"You figured it out?" Dai Meijun was genuinely surprised.
She was indeed an incarnation, and her true self was not here.
Moreover, the power and status of her true self were far beyond what an incarnation could compare to.
"I'm skilled in medical arts. If I couldn't see through this, those years of learning would have been in vain," Qin Hao smiled faintly, unconcerned.
He had once created incarnations himself, and although others couldn't see through them, Qin Hao was well aware that incarnations were entirely different from the true self.
To him, it was easy to see through them at a glance.
